Unexpected - Pamela (best mystery novels of all time TXT) 📗

(Evan's P.O.V.)

Since the party, all I've had to think about is Luce. What the hell, did she put a spell on me? I keep remembering the party when we made-out, and almost went all the way. She was drunk, and I was a little tipsy, that's why I was the one who remembered mostly everything. Sometimes I wish she hadn't passed out.
"Evan!" Lexi calls from behind me, and I turn around to see her running toward me. I sigh, and give her a fake smile. "Where'd you go, babe? I missed you." She says before giving me a long kiss. It reminds me of Luce. What. The. Hell.
I pull away, and kiss her cheek. "Sorry, it's just too nice of a day to stay inside, so I went for a walk." Today's the last day before summer school starts, and I don't want to be lazy. Tomorrow I got to wake up at 7:30 a.m. for school. I failed math, always skipping. At least my friend Mark failed math too, so I don't have to be all alone.
Lexi sighs. "You're stupid. Why did you have to fail math?" She pouts, and whines at me. I roll my eyes. 'You.' I didn't say it, though. Maybe I should. Hook up with someone new. Like Luce... Crap.

The day passes quickly and before I know it, I'm going to bed early. I reluctantly think of Luce. And, of course, that means I dream of Luce, and her wonderful kisses. That, I'll never experience again.

My alarms goes off and I get up. I shower, and get dressed in jeans, a blue shirt, and my Nikes. I drive to school with Mark behind me. There's only a few cars, so I take my time getting inside.
"Dude, you think there's going to be any hotties here?" Mark asks, and I chuckle. This guy... always banging. I shrug and don't answer. I freeze when I see Luce and Irene standing in a corner, laughing. Luce is bending over laughing so much, she waves a hand and sits down. She's wearing black Vans, white skinny jeans, and a light green shirt that make her eyes pop. I barely even register Irene.
Mark slaps my shoulder and bites his knuckle as he looks over to Irene... or Luce? It better be Irene. "Look at that ass!" He whispers to me.
I got to find out who he's talking about. "Which one?" I ask him, and he nods over there again before answering. "The one in the green. Do you see that rack?" He answers, and I stiffen. Better think of something before he does.
"Dude, you can't. She's the bitch, and slut we always talk about." I lie, and he sighs and nods. "Right, I forgot what she looked like. Thanks for the heads-up, bro. Too bad though..." he trails off.
I don't know if I should feel happy or mad that she's in summer school too.

(Luce's P.O.V.)

I stop laughing as soon as I see Evan sitting down, staring at me. He's all I can think about lately. It's really weird. I turn away and try to focus on what Irene is telling me.
"...and he's like, '...yeah.'" she laughs, holding her stomach. If I was paying attention, I probably would've found that really funny. But, I was too focused on Evan, who was still staring at me.
My mouth goes dry, and I look at Irene. "Can you say that again, sorry, I wasn't paying attention." I say, and she looks behind me for the first time since we got here.
"Oh... I get it now." She says, and I nod. I told her what I think happened at the party, because I know that she can keep a secret. "Well... honey, you have to forget about him. If you don't, you're going to-" she starts when the door opens. My mouth pops open, when I see Daniel. Then I smile real wide.
He's wearing his multi-colored Osiris's, jeans, and a black shirt that lets you see his incredible physique. Daniel sees me, and opens his arms wide. "Lu-Lu!" He yells, smiling.
"Danny!" I yell back, and run over to him, not caring about anyone else in the room but him for the moment. I jump in his arms, and he spins me around, while he kisses my forehead. I kiss his cheek. "What're you doing here? Did you sign up just to see me?" I ask, flattered.
He releases me and holds my hand, walking us back to where Irene is grinning. He hugs her, too. "Of course, my darling. And... I suck at math." He admits, and I laugh. I'm really glad he's here. Evan is staring at him with what looks like envy. That's weird.
The two of us listen while Irene tells the story she was telling earlier, since I wasn't really paying attention to. After we left Bobby to go to the party, and when we came back, Irene asked him if he masturbated, and he reluctantly admitted that yes, he did. We were all laughing loudly when the teacher came in and told us to take a seat. She also looked at the three of us seated together, Daniel in the middle, saying that if we couldn't keep quiet, she'd move us apart. Damn.
The first say of summer school was all about learning the rules, how summer school was no different than regular school, except, y'know we get out earlier, and there's only one class.
How did Irene talk me into doing this?

(LUCE P.O.V.)

Apparently, Mrs. Herres was nice enough to let us pick our partners for a project. Of course, I chose Irene. Daniel was 'so cool', that he had to pick one out of seven. There were five cute girls, and two guys. He chose Scott. I laughed at his choice, and wiggled both my eyebrows up and down. He says it's a weird talent, but hey, it's a talent!
I can't help but notice the way Evan glances at me every few seconds in class. It's nerve-racking, and exciting, and a little bit confusing. I already told him that what we had at the party was a one time thing. Although my heart and mind were thinking differently. The feel of his lips on my skin was unforgettable. I wonder if he thinks about it as much as I do. I hope so...

"We could just build a triangle, and explain the way and what you have to do to find out the area?" Irene suggests to me while we're at her house, for the project that's due in a week. We like to get started on something as soon as we're given it. It's a good strategy, I'll admit. I shrug and lay my head on my crossed forearms.
My head pops up as a thought comes to mind. "Or... we can just do something simple, like, sing the quadratic formula." I say to her, and her face crumples. "Y'know, 'Thhee quadratic formula is negative 'b', plus or minus the square root, 'b' squared minus four 'a c' allll over two-a!" I finish and she squints her eyes at me.
She sighs. "It's kind of weird you know all that from memory, Luce." She says, laughing at me. I tell her it's catchy, and I really like math. "Okay, it'll work, but not without..." she trails off, jumping off her bed to grab her poster-board. "A presentation!" She yells excitedly. This girl... she loves designing ANYTHING she can get her hands on.
I groan and lay back down on her bed. "Fine... but I came up with the song, so..." I gesture toward the board. "that's all yours." I finish and she jumps on me. "Hey! Get off me, Ire, I'm tired..." I grumble, and she gets to work. Eventually I get up off my lazy butt and help her. Now, we're a week ahead of schedule. I sigh with contentment.
"It looks beautiful, Luce, I'm positive we're going to get an A. But... there's just one problem..." She says, trailing off. I raise my eyebrows, urging her to continue. "I'm not the one who's going to be singing it." She finishes, and I nod, relieved that at least we're done with the stupid project.
I'm staying over at her house all weekend, just in case we forget something for the project. And... I kind of don't want to go home. It's so boring. "So," Irene says, jarring me out of my thoughts. "still thinkin' about Evan?" She asks me, and I scoff. Then scoff again. Then again. What. Am. I. Doing? I sigh, because arguing is just no use with her, she knows me so well.
"Yeah... I don't know why, though. I mean, we just kissed, and I don't even remember it that clearly. So what's the point in remembering something just for it to torture me?" I ask her, getting really confused, and a little better for saying it out loud.
"Well